Live for the off chance you get a new pair of lungs
to exhale the fears of exclusion.
Tar sticks to the **** carpet stomach
and meatloaf liver blanketed with sauteed mushrooms and onions.
It rolls like babies arms, full of fresh fat, wine and indecision.
Rest your nose.
Let him lean against the wall,
if his hair refuses to touch the ground,
let him stagger more. He will survive
No one will know, as long as his two hole face keeps from falling,
how ****** he really is.
Snorting dust bunnies
and rosary prayers,
throws his head back 75degrees after
hallelujah, grace, amen!
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 9:09 PM UTC
Live for the off chance you get a new pair of lungs
to exhale the fears of exclusion.
Tar sticks to the **** carpet stomach
and meatloaf liver blanketed with sauteed mushrooms and onions.
It rolls like babies arms, full of fresh fat, wine and indecision.
Rest your nose.
Let him lean against the wall,
if his hair refuses to touch the ground,
let him stagger more. He will survive
No one will know, as long as his two hole face keeps from falling,
how ****** he really is.
Snorting dust bunnies
and rosary prayers,
throws his head back 75degrees after
hallelujah, grace, amen!
